Dao Fruit

"Good words! Really good words!"

On the other side, after Qiu Yan left, the students and Confucian scholars in other colleges, as well as many people who were listening to the lecture, did not leave immediately, but stayed behind.

Some people were crouching in front of their desks and writing furiously, writing down everything they heard during the lectures, while others were silent or murmuring, recalling the content of previous lectures.

However, most of the people gathered where Qiu Yan sat at the desk and carefully looked at the calligraphy he left behind.

The words left here are naturally for people to read, but what is written in this article is not a classic book, but a method of printing improvement, which is similar to prescriptions and methods, which makes the Confucian scholars a little confused.

You must know that people in this era do not have the convenient methods of obtaining information that Qiu Yan had in his previous life. People in his previous life could know the basics of many industries without leaving home, and they knew the terms and concepts. But the Confucian scholars in Darui, Of course, you can't realize it. This world is like a mountain apart. The tips of many industries are only passed down by word of mouth and cannot reach the ears of third parties.

In this way, they may be able to understand the methods of casting, engraving, and engraving just by listening, but if they really look and think about it, how can they get a clue?

It's just that even if you don't understand the meaning of the text, you can still simply appreciate the calligraphy. What's more, Qiu Yan's order has penetrated his heart now. If you take out any word alone and just look at the strokes and glyphs, you can feel a spirit and a truth from it. , as if watching the battle between the two armies, the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

For a time, all sentient beings were fascinated by it, but they also knew the importance. No one walked over rashly, picked up the words, and just stopped to look at it. This situation didn't change until Meng Bufan came over.

The young master of the Meng family came to the table and sat down without hesitation. He glanced at it and praised the wording first, then read the meaning on the paper. While listening to Meng Wei and Meng Ting introduce what happened during Qiu Yan's lecture.

The children of the Meng family also participated in this lecture. Not only the concubines, but also the younger generation of the direct descendants were present. However, Meng Bufan was entangled in trivial matters and did not show up for the first time. Then he left. At this time, he heard that the lecture was over, so he came over to make further arrangements.

However, as he looked and heard, his expression gradually became serious, and his brows also furrowed. Finally, he looked at Meng Wei and Meng Ting with a serious face and said seriously: "Are you telling the truth? Mr. Qiu really left behind a set of printing improvement methods? Can it reduce the cost of engraving?"

"It's absolutely true. Although the method of movable type was revealed by Hua She only after Hua She inquired about it, it can be seen that the master had already had the method in his mind. It just happened to be the opportunity today. Only then did he reveal it." Meng Ting When he answered, there was a bit of excitement on his face. Obviously, judging from his position and position, he was happy to see it happen.

"The method of movable type?" Meng Bufan looked a little strange when he heard this, and nodded immediately, "That's right, isn't this kind of craftsmanship just to make the characters come alive? Is this also the name of the gentleman?"

"This is the name given by Hua She." It was Meng Wei who replied. Looking at Meng Bufan's face, he had already guessed something. As the young steward of Meng Mansion, he was responsible for the transfer and finance of the manor. Some things can be seen more thoroughly than the servant Meng Ting, "After the gentleman wrote this article, he showed his tiredness and ended the lecture. The villain led the gentleman to have a rest, and then Hua She spit out this name."

"It turns out to be Huashe. I remember you recommended that you go to the accounting office to help. This is Huashe. Later, Manager Wang fired him." Meng Bufan said, falling into memories. The information revealed in his simple words was actually two things at once. Two stewards were involved in the fight for power, and one party suppressed dissidents. Meng Bufan did not intervene at the time, and Huashe was just an insignificant person to him at that time.

However, the world has changed, and luck depends on people. The little people at the beginning are now about to change.

After thinking about it, Meng Bufan stood up and said to the two people in front of him: "Is Hua She still here? Let him come over. I have something to say to him."

Meng Wei hesitated for a moment and then said: "Taishe left in a hurry just now, probably to go back to the engraving library. He still has to work there. Time is tight at this time, and he also squeezed out time to attend lectures."

"Is that so? He is still working in the engraving library? No wonder it would attract Xiu Zhuan to reveal the method of movable type. This is considered a fate." Meng Bufan narrowed his eyes, "By the way, Qiu Xiu Zhuan said that To whom should I give this calligraphy?”

Meng Wei replied: "Sir, what you mean is that this calligraphy is not for any one person, but is written as a souvenir."

"I see," Meng Bufan nodded, and then ordered, "In that case, you can ask Hua She to come and wait at Meng's house." After saying this, he took another look at the calligraphy on the table. , with a thought in his heart, he cupped his fists towards everyone present and said, "Everyone..."

As soon as the voice came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Confucian scholars. After all, Meng Bufan was sitting at the table, and he had status, so his every move attracted everyone's attention.

"Everyone," seeing everyone's sideways glances, Meng Bufan said with a smile, "This time Mr. Qiu is giving you a lecture, it is also a blessing. Since this calligraphy treasure left by Mr. Qiu is a gift to you, of course you cannot take it lightly. I, Meng Mansion, I'll pay for it to be framed, and then take it out of the other courtyard and display it here so that everyone can see it. What do you think?"

"Good idea."

"Please pay attention to this."

"Thank you, Brother Meng. It's a waste of money."

…

Whether it was true or false, Meng Bufan's proposal was approved by most people. His idea seemed to be the most feasible way at the moment and could benefit everyone.

However, some people also noticed that in a few words, Meng Bufan had actually quietly changed the ownership of this calligraphy to the Meng family.

But how can they object? If it falls into the hands of those present, it is inevitable that some people will be dissatisfied and cause competition. To say the least, even if it is okay, how can the news be hidden for such a well-known matter? Who has the strength to protect the safety of this inscription?

Only the top aristocratic families of this generation, or even the three Jin Dynasties, have this qualification. Even if some people object in their hearts, there is no suitable reason to put forward it.

On the other side, Meng Ting was quite excited when he heard the words. He planned to lead his servants to guard them after the words were framed.

Not to mention the individual thoughts of these people, it is said that after Meng Bufan finished speaking, he immediately took action and ordered two servants to go over solemnly and take the words off the table.

When the hands of the two servants fell on the corners of the calligraphy, a few thoughtful people in the crowd of Confucian scholars quietly took two steps forward and approached the low table.

Judging from the clothing, we can see that these people are dressed in an unusual way, and it seems that their families are well-off. Because of this, they are also well-informed and know the anecdote about Qiu Yan writing in Wenxuan Tower, Dongdu.

"Qiu Xiu wrote in Wenxuan Tower. One stroke of writing penetrated the back of the paper. Not only the writing on the paper, but also the table was infected a lot. Meng Bufan only said that the writing should be kept for framing, but he did not mention how to dispose of the table. , as long as you speak at the right time and make it difficult for him to retort, won't you get the ink on the table? "

There were many people with such thoughts, so among the crowd, there were a few pairs of shrewd eyes, staring closely at the table, waiting for the moment the paper was picked up.

However, when the calligraphy was lifted off the table, the eyes showed disappointment. They saw that the table was clean without any trace of ink.

"What's going on? The calligraphy is full of charm and penetrating into the wood. It is not uncommon in ancient books. It shows that the person has achieved great attainments in practicing calligraphy. How come Qiu Xiuzhan was able to do it in the first place, but now it is not clear? Has his calligraphy skills declined? "

While several Confucian scholars were wondering, the back of the paper picked up by the two servants also came into contact with the air, and a little thin spiritual energy was attracted and gathered there.

Then, the calligraphy suddenly vibrated, and the handwriting became clearer and brighter, with a sense of the flow of yin and yang in it!

"This is……"

For an instant, everyone present was in a trance. In the confusion, they seemed to have seen a huge picture of Yin and Yang fish, and their minds were moved by it. A little realization came from the bottom of their hearts, but it returned to normal the next moment, as if it was just an illusion.

"What's going on?" It was just one person's hallucination, but everyone felt it, which was extraordinary. They immediately looked at you and me, and they were all confused, but they vaguely guessed that this vision was Maybe it has something to do with Qiu Yan's words.

Only a limited number of people understand what happened before.

"Words convey the truth? Qiu Yan's calligraphy attainments have reached this level? This is comparable to that of the Youjun calligrapher!" Meng Bufan looked at the clean table with a gloomy expression.

He knew that his calligraphy skills had reached a certain level. With a wave of his hand, he could penetrate deeply into the wood. Even if he used a brush to write on a rock, the ink would be retained on it and turned into a tablet. This was because the charm was too strong and the paper could not bear it. , must be caused by external objects sharing.

But compared to being penetrating into wood, those who can concentrate the charm of ink marks on paper are even more incredible. This shows that they can change the characteristics of external objects through the charm in their hearts——

How thin and brittle is the paper? With a little force, it can be scratched, and the ink must be condensed, and all the convergent charm can be carried on the paper, which shows its ability.

This is to integrate all your own feelings and thoughts into the words, without letting any trace of them leak out. It not only shows the beauty of the shape of the words, but also has a deeper meaning in the words.

Realizing this, Meng Bufan took a deep breath, came to Meng Wei's side, and whispered softly: "Send this calligraphy to my father quickly, without any negligence. You and Brother Ting will come with me." Meet Mr. Qiu."

"Sir, you just finished writing..." Meng Wei heard this and wanted to slow down the matter, fearing that his young master would make mistakes because of his impatience. But at this moment, the ground in the courtyard shook violently, and Meng Bufan's expression changed. With a "brush", it turned completely white!

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